On the topic of Anonymity.

There are times when, above all things, our time here is rendered insignificant by a strange form of self-created and self-sustained human adversity that we call stress. Stress is generated in a myriad of ways, and in some situations, the more people who become involved, the more stressful the situation. A man can drink fairly cold water with only minor effect. To be immersed within a lake of such, can literally tear the life from you. When a large group of people become involved in a somewhat personal situation amongst friends, the burden is overbearing. In our context, it is also strange and alien. To bring the personal to the impersonal, is to invite a disaster. Who am I to you. Who are you to me? These are unintelligible questions on the internet. Understandably so. Why should You be anyone to Me? And yet, the second I choose to join a forum, I am making that choice, I am bearing that weight, I am opening that door. This is beyond our control. When we choose to obliterate these inviolate laws, karma comes to cast its hands across our face. When everything seems too big for us, we choose to see it as small and insignificant. Thus when a situation online escalates, and both parties are well acquainted, and originally on good terms, everything will be blown out of proportion and eventually, someone will drop the final bomb. They will choose to view their time here as unimportant, when in fact it was that time that was what created the whole encounter. When it was that time that made everything so huge.

Things are only as large as you make them out to be.

~ Cold-Knight.

Dear cousin choppitychop89, you were a good relative, though I hardly knew ye.

beautifum metaphor but seriously... this is like campaigning for world peace... looks good on your resume but basically you did nothing. this probably wont help... sorry about being so negative, and Marty and Cor tie for egos but both of them are so different its hard to compare. <no vote>

I'd like to die with the songs I love stuck in my head. I hope to make the most of these hollow bones we become.
I raise a toast to the the souls that sang all along. I've been gathering friends to just to make some sounds,
before the ship goes down, I've been making amends by making the rounds before the whole world ends

Ugh no can thinky thinky? Head hurt too much? Time for sit down now? /me loves teh Ishman.

Originally Posted by StealDragon

beautifum metaphor but seriously... this is like campaigning for world peace... looks good on your resume but basically you did nothing. this probably wont help... sorry about being so negative, and Marty and Cor tie for egos but both of them are so different its hard to compare. <no vote>

Believe me, it's worked 4 times now, it'll work again. It always comes through Steal. Just got to stick to your guns.

Dear cousin choppitychop89, you were a good relative, though I hardly knew ye.

well, this is easy, which of you is more like Mr. Toad from the wind in the willows? Hmmmm, martyr has had the car crashes to back it up, but cor can get away with almost anything and cold had the nerve to post this.